湘川風靜吐寒花。
The sky is barred with mountains steeped in flushing cloud;
遠林屋散尚啼鴉。
The windless Southern Stream exhales cold blossoms proud;
夢到故園多少路？
Cottages in far-off woods with crying crows are still loud.
酒醒南望隔天涯。
How far away in dreams, oh! is my native land!
月明千里照平沙。
Awake from wine, I find sky-scraping mountains stand;